Resurrection Empire

The Butcher's combo failed to work perfectly. At the critical moment, Ren Zhong fully activated the Ice Flame Giant Blade, surrounding himself with cold flames. Not only did he force the Butcher back, but he also froze his hands.

Ren Zhong shifted from defense to offense, starting to chase the Butcher with his blade.

The on-site host and commentator, Xiao Xingyue, remarked, "Ren Zhong's stamina is truly astonishing. A regular Mechanical Warrior can't hold on for so long after activating the amplifier, yet he can counterattack, which shows he still has strength left. It's just unfortunate... if the Butcher intends to escape wholeheartedly, Ren Zhong's attacks won't be effective and can't land. He can't catch up. After all, the Butcher is a Fifth-Level Armored Soldier of utmost refinement, his endurance surpasses Ren Zhong's. I predict that within fifteen minutes at the most, Ren Zhong will again start losing ground."

Xiao Xingyue's judgment was flawed, as Ren Zhong's relentless chase and offensive continued for a full half-hour.

It was his own stamina that held him back this time.

The differences in parameters were too substantial; his body was tired.

The Butcher finally seized a grave mistake caused by Ren Zhong's physical error, pouncing forward and smashing one of the medium engines on Ren Zhong's back with his fist.

The medium engine was a complete system of coordination, composed of over ten engines distributed throughout.

With one engine broken, the other engines could still function, but the mobility stability would severely decrease.

Ren Zhong had no choice but to shift back to defense, struggling to hold on desperately.

Divine light flashed in Xiao Xingyue's pupils.

It was clear to anyone with eyes that Ren Zhong's defeat was inevitable.

As a Fourth-Level Mechanical Warrior, he had already done quite well, not losing to those genius warriors cultivated since childhood among the higher citizens.

If his goal was just to keep his boasts, he had done enough by now.

Ren Zhong was a smart person and should concede defeat.

Xiao Xingyue continued on camera, "Ren Zhong should be about to concede, at most he can only persist for another twenty minutes."

Once again, Xiao Xingyue misjudged.

Another half-hour passed, and Ren Zhong was still standing strong in the arena.

Butcher turned into numerous afterimages, swirling around him from all directions.

The crackles and blasts centered around Ren Zhong like firecrackers.

His armor was already showing several points of damage.

The wildlings gathered below the walls of Starfire Town, looking distantly at the battlefield while also watching the high-definition broadcast, were utterly silent, faces ashen.

Large beads of cold sweat trickled down their temples.

They clenched their fists tightly.

Throughout these two hours, their emotions had fluctuated repeatedly.

From initial surprise to later tension, and then to cheers when Ren Zhong shifted to offense, followed by despair and fear at this moment.

Ren Zhong was about to lose.

Bang!

Ren Zhong was captured in another gap, getting kicked under the side abdomen by the Butcher, flying diagonally into the sky.

The Butcher's feet explosively propelled him off the ground, pursuing with another set of consecutive strikes.

This time, Ren Zhong didn't have enough time to use the Ice Flame Giant Blade to organize any effective defense.

He was caught in the overheating cooldown time of his continuously running equipment!

Ren Zhong simply discarded the blade, relying solely on his arm armor to block.

In mid-air, the duo seemed like boxers on a free-fight stage from the 21st century, one relentlessly attacking and the other staunchly defending.

And in just over ten seconds, Ren Zhong was sent flying back several hundred meters in the air.

The wildlings could only see two black dots with the naked eye, but the live broadcast video from Source Star TV provided excellent optical amplification effects.

Everyone could tell that Ren Zhong's armor was severely damaged, with some areas even revealing the Biochemical Combat Suit inside, whose defenses had greatly diminished.

The Butcher was striking viciously, aiming directly at these vulnerabilities with every lethal move.

The Mechanical Warriors' physique couldn't compare to that of Armored Soldiers. Once a vulnerability was captured and pierced through, death was certain.

Several wildlings appeared dazed, their minds inadvertently drifting back to 19 days ago.

That day, before Ren Zhong led the team off to hunt the Demon Infant, he made high-spirited boasts in the town.

The wildlings had pinned all their hopes on him.

But hope is just hope, anyone rational would know he had no real chance.

This moment simply confirmed that result, revealing the inevitable demise of hope.

Seeing the medium engines on Ren Zhong continuously removed one by one, he had already completely lost his mid-air maneuverability, becoming a live target.

If he continued enduring, he'd die, surely die!

Xiao Xingyue also commented with a subtle tone on the live stream, "If Ren Zhong doesn't surrender within a minute, he will die at the hands of the Butcher. This time, I won't be wrong."

"Concede, Ren Zhong!"

At this moment, Ma Dafu at the very front of the crowd seemed to gather all his strength and roared, "Enough! It's already enough!"

Ma Dafu's eyes were bloodshot, filled with veins.

Ren Zhong ignored this, biting his teeth hard, constantly observing every detail of the opponent's movements.

He wanted to find the pattern of the genetic powers operating inside the Butcher.

Every creature has its own different patterns.

For instance, the gear structure of fleas' legs, the spring structure of mantis shrimp's forelimbs, and so on.

The Butcher, being something neither human nor not human, was empowered by his internal hybrid snake genes, and Ren Zhong sought to "comprehend" all the gene traits of the opponent through combat.

Meanwhile, urged by Ma Dafu's words, the wildlings could no longer suppress themselves.

"Concede, Master Ren!"

Some wildlings began to shout.

These calls quickly spread.

Over there, Ren Zhong was still gritting his teeth and holding on.

Xiao Xingyue, the supposed reporter, continued to watch Ren Zhong first, then looked back at the Starfire Town wildlings, gradually furrowing her eyebrows.

She was pondering whether she should cut the live broadcast.

At that moment, Ren Zhong finally raised his right hand, "I concede."

He completed the pattern summary.

It was time to "give up."

The Butcher's assault suddenly stopped.

He gazed deeply at Ren Zhong for a long while, then turned away. Ren Zhong was a Second Level Citizen, not a wildling that could be slaughtered at will.

Ren Zhong raised his neck, looking at the distant wildlings.

At this moment, the dust had settled. I'm sorry, I lost.